The choker continues to violate Cara.

"Hahahahaha! Little slut, how do you like being watched by others? You better get used to it." The choker continued the **** on Cara's body, while still muzzling her mouth.

The police did not know what to do, so they called for an ambulance. Cara's orgasmic siezures continued as she lay strapped to a hospital bed. The head doctors spoke to her parents outside of the hospital room.

"I'm sorry to say it, but we have no idea what is wrong with your daughter. She refuses to speak to anyone at all, and it appears as if she has no voluntary motor control. Worst of all, her nervous system has left her in a permanent state of arousal. I recommend we transfer her to the Mountain Heights Mental Treatment Facility. It is far mroe capable of treating her problems. Lastly, the choker that she is wearing seems to have grafted with her skin, but removing it isn't worh the risk."

Cara watched her mother start to cry in her father's embrace. Cara started to scream inside her head, but no sound came out.

"Mom, Dad, I'm still here! I'm being held prisoner by this... thing, and it just keeps **** me! Help me, please!"

The choker responded with sadistic glee. "Oh, so now you regret betraying me? Too late. You'll be a mindless slut before you know it."